The other party didn't speak, and responded to Rosie with a series of shallow kisses, dry lips sucking his lips, not as rough and forced as he was familiar with, but warm and restrained, just staying on the surface,After kissing for a while, she reluctantly left him.

Rosie raised her teary eyes, wondering why the other party didn't answer him, and didn't warmly respond to his kiss.He couldn't see Deng Huailing's deep and suppressed eyes, as if a violent fire was brewing to ignite the mountains. Once this fire burned, it was beyond the range that Rosie could bear, and it was enough for a lover in love to be separated for a month.What's more, they have just experienced life and death.

He hadn't kissed enough yet, like a poor little animal begging for food, he instinctively leaned forward, pressed against the other's lips and nibbled.Deng Huailing's eyes darkened, but she pushed Rosie away rationally, and said in a low voice, "There are other people here, if you are photographed kissing me in the bar on the eve of your inauguration, your public relations department will askbusy."

But there was no way to reason with a drunk, Rosie bit the other's lips unhappily, and continued the kiss gently but stubbornly.He couldn't figure out why the hallucination in front of him didn't listen to him, obviously all of this was imagined by him, and he should obey his will.

He was teasing vigorously, but the other party held his wrist unbearably, and pushed him back in an embracing posture.Deng Huailing supported his waist, and the two of them staggered back into the dance floor at the back of the bar where there was no one else. The lights beside the dance floor seemed to be broken, and only the music was playing slowly, accompanied by the tide of darkness.submerged.

"Hmm..." Before he could stand still, Deng Huailing impatiently pushed him to the corner of the wall, his back slammed against the wall, and the opponent's breath in the narrow space surrounded him.Before he could react to the rough touch, he covered his lips, and Deng Huailing kissed him fiercely, so deep that he dodged in panic, which was far beyond his request.

The other party didn't give him a chance to escape, and entangled him violently, snatching the sweetness of the raspberry wine in his mouth. From the position of the tailbone, the fingertips moved upward inch by inch, caressing the entire back, causing heart-shattering ripples.Rosie was quickly defeated and was busy coping with Deng Huailing's attack. Only in this aspect was he completely invincible to the opponent.

Every time the lips and tongue intertwined, there was a strong smell of alcohol. In the messy and hot breath, his crimson cheeks were completely flushed, and his thoughts became blurred.He wanted Deng Huailing to stop, but he couldn't open his mouth. His eyelashes trembled to enjoy the pain and pleasure of this kiss, and he subconsciously got closer to the other party.

I don't know how long it took until the background music changed to the next one, and Deng Huailing slowly let go of him, his eyes still dark.Rosie felt that the other party kissed the blood off his lips, and cut his hair, and her hoarse and playful voice approached his ear: "Satisfied?"

Rosie gasped and couldn't speak, and lay weakly in her lover's arms, her whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and her head to toe was burning hot.He nodded with difficulty, but he quickly shook his head as if thinking of something: "No... not satisfied, I want you to stay with me for a while, this is the first time I dreamed of you so realistically, you can't just leave like this."

"I won't leave you." Deng Huailing held him tighter, lowered his head against his hair, and murmured an oath, "I promise you, it will never happen again."

"Liar." Rosie said nonsense sullenly, "You promised me this before, and you left me alone... I don't believe you, you are just an illusion imagined by me, you knowSweet talk to me."

Deng Huailing raised his lips in a funny way, he kissed Rosie so fiercely, the corner of the other party's mouth was bleeding, but he still felt that he was hallucinating.It seemed that Rosie had dreamed of him many times in a drunken state and was so used to it that she didn't recognize him at all and thought she was in a dream.

He clearly asked the doctor to say a few hints to Rosie, and specifically asked the doctor not to order alcoholic drinks.But because of the wrong glass of raspberry wine, Rosie forgot all those words before he had time to think.

"It's so stupid." Deng Huailing blamed dissatisfiedly, and heard Rosie mutter aggrieved twice in her arms, then lightened her tone soothingly, and kissed her on the lips, "And the drinking capacity is still so bad."

Rosie didn't care what he said, she couldn't bear to leave when she touched his lips, she clung to him and turned this superficial kiss into a long and deep one again.Rosie was very warm and soft after drunk, but Deng Huailing had a headache. He obeyed his instinct and tried his best to respond to Rosie, but he was worried about how the night would end.

There's Rosie's inauguration tomorrow, and he doesn't want to do too much to his unconscious lover.He came today purely to tell the other party that he was still alive, but the drunk Rosie still couldn't believe that he was not hallucinating, so he could only send Rosie back first, and wait until the other party sobered up to solve the matter tomorrow.

This is the last kiss tonight, Deng Huailing warned herself not to indulge her desires.He stepped onto the dance floor with Rosie, half-embracing and half-supporting. The gentle background sound seemed to ripple over their bodies.rotate.

He'd wanted to do it a long time ago, in the bar in the Lost City, when they were hostile because of a misunderstanding, and he wanted to dance in the pool with Rosie in his arms.Now this shortcoming has been filled, but what he wants to fill up is far more than this matter. Maybe fate let him get his life back by luck, just to give him a chance to make up for the regret.

There are still plenty of days left for them to cuddle up, twirling and twirling on the dance floor of life.Deng Huailing tightened his arms around Rosie's waist, and earnestly deepened the lingering kiss. He was almost devoutly grateful for everything he had. This was a thought that the rebellious and lonely hunter had never thought of before.

Two close figures swayed leisurely in the darkness, and the drum beats were like the intertwined heartbeats of lovers.At the end of the dance music, Deng Huailing let go of each other's lips, both of them had slight smiles on their faces, their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, they looked at each other for a while, and at the same time they giggled silly.

"Even if I know it's a hallucination, I don't want to wake up." Deng Huailing heard Rosie's sleepy sigh, and her intoxicated eyes haunted him with nostalgia.

"It's getting late, I'll take you back." He just responded briefly, kissing Rosie's forehead restrainedly.Deng Huailing had no intention of arguing about hallucinations with the drunk in his arms, he only knew that if he stayed in this ambiguous bar, things would definitely develop in an uncontrollable direction, so he put his arms around him and prepared to go out.

Rosie, however, seemed to have heard a dire alarm, her expression instantly became panicked, she grasped his sign language and said incoherently: "No, no, don't leave me, Huailing, don't leave me alone..."

"I won't leave you," Deng Huailing said patiently, pulling the other party in front of her, and explaining softly word by word, "I just said, I will send you back."

"...Really?" Rosie blinked in bewilderment, a look of indecision.

Deng Huailing hooked the other party's little finger: "Really, I'm a puppy if I lie to you."

Rosie, assured, thought hard for a few seconds, trying to discern the truth of his promise, then gave up because she was dizzy from thinking, and fell drunk on his shoulders, closing her eyes contentedly, meaning that she was going to sleep, whateverHe disposes.

Deng Huailing couldn't help but laugh, the other party was so drunk that he could fall asleep standing up.He wanted to bend over to pick up Rosie, but remembered his newly healed ribs, so he dismissed the idea and instead held Rosie in his arms, dragging her out of the bar like a robber.

Rosie's logistics officer was waiting in the car outside the bar. Seeing a young man in a windbreaker and sunglasses approaching with Rosie in his arms, Rosie jumped out of the car and drew his pistol.Deng Huailing stretched out his hand and hooked off his sunglasses, allowing the other party to see his eyes clearly: "It's me. Do you really look like a hooligan?"

... This is not a question of whether you are a hooligan or not!The logistics officer had the horror of seeing a ghost all over his face, and he almost wanted to scream.However, Deng Huailing had naturally bypassed the other party, opened the back door and helped Rosie to sit in, and said calmly, "Let's drive."

The lights of the hover car flickered, and the car slowly lifted into the air.Deng Huailing laid the sleeping Rosie on his side in the back seat, let Rosie's head rest on his lap, and then began to answer the logistics officer's barrage of questions. He had a hunch that he would have to repeat it every time he met an acquaintanceIt's a real headache to get the same answer over and over again.

Outside the car window, Cesina at night exudes resplendent and resplendent light, like a young and beautiful beauty.Deng Huailing chatted with the logistics officer one after another, lowered his eyes and brushed away the long hair sticking to Rosie's neck, watched the neon lights pass by the other's fair face, and caressed the beautiful eyebrows.

Rosie fell asleep so easily, probably because she was so tired.Deng Huailing noticed that the other party's face seemed to be a little thinner, and his body was slimmer. He didn't know whether it was because of his busy government affairs or because he missed him too much.But the other party took good care of the city. He turned his head and looked out the window. Above the radiant city, the dense floating cars looked like fireflies.

He had only been in a coma for a month, and the city of Cesina could hardly see the traces of the flames of war. Construction projects were erected in an orderly manner on the ruins of the past, and the economy was rapidly becoming prosperous. Even the slums on the edge of the city were shining brightly.Glittering, where night in old Cecina meant the deepest darkness.

Deng Huailing couldn't imagine how much effort Rosie had put in to achieve such a result. If he wasn't here, Rosie would burn herself out one day... Fortunately, everything is over, and he returned to the other side.Under the constraints, it is impossible for Rosie to burn like this without restraint.

Five minutes later, the vehicle landed in the parking lot on the roof of the temporary administrative point. The logistics officer had already contacted the staff in the administrative point. A group of people hurriedly sent Rosie to the suite where he usually lived, fed him sober medicine, and gave himHe scrubbed his body.Deng Huailing could only sit in the living room of the suite, drinking tea boredly, watching everyone busy.

He wanted to help Rosie take a bath, but the wound on his body was still bandaged and he couldn't touch the water.Deng Huailing tried hard to convince himself that being surrounded by many people was a daily life for the mayor, but jealousy still filled his heart. He leaned against the French window to enjoy the night view sullenly, but still glanced at the direction of the bedroom from the corner of his eye.

By the time the staff finished their work and left the suite, it was almost midnight, and Rosie was finally the only one around.Deng Huailing pushed the door silently and walked into the bedroom. A soft night light was placed by the bedside, illuminating Rosie's sleeping face. He sat cross-legged by the bedside, looking at Rosie's face with his head propped up.

It is no longer possible to explain to Rosie that he is not hallucinating tonight. The logistics officer mentioned that Rosie will get up at five o'clock. He would rather the other party sleep well during this limited time, and he does not want Rosie to wake up suddenly in the middle of the night.Meet him, then chat with him emotionally all night long.

Deng Huailing knew that the sober Rosie was not as well-behaved as when she was drunk, so she could let him rub her into a ball.He knows the other party too well, and he knows how the other party will react when he wakes up and sees him. He ignored Rosie's dissuasion and went to the main city to take risks.But after got it back, couldn't avoid a pass of education.

Rosie was unlikely to face him calmly, which was predictable.In order not to delay tomorrow's inauguration ceremony, Deng Huailing plans to leave here first, and come to Rosie after the ceremony is over. They have been separated for so long, and it is not a few hours away.

He got up and supported Rosie's bed, paused for a moment, then lowered his head to kiss the corner of Rosie's lips.Although he had made up his mind not to let go of his desires, the last kiss was the last one tonight, but it was almost past midnight; Deng Huailing justified himself like this, and carefully put a goodnight kiss on the lips of his sleeping lover.

"Rosie, my love for you is not an illusion." He said in a very low voice, "Even if it were, I assure you that this illusion will last forever, and it will never disappear until we grow old together.Go, go to the end of your life."

Rosie still fell asleep restlessly, her eye feathers trembling under the shadow of the lamp, chanting his name insecurely.Deng Huailing suppressed the raging desire and stood up. He really wanted to kiss the other person awake now, but he still didn't do that. Instead, he quietly walked out of the room and closed the door.

He told the logistics officer who was waiting at the opposite door, Rosie asked not to answer that he had been here, and left the building of the temporary administrative point.It was only when he stepped out of the building that he noticed where it was. The original R&D center of CyberRose, near the most prosperous area of Cesina City, was full of buildings piercing into the clouds, and the glowing signs merged into a gorgeous ocean.

Deng Huailing leaned casually under the street lamp and looked at it for a while. The peaceful scene that he used to find extremely boring, but now he couldn't get tired of watching it.There was a flower seller passing by at this point, so he stopped her and bought a sprig of snow-white eustoma, smelling the fresh fragrance and laughing.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be alive... He thought, it's wonderful to be able to touch someone he loves deeply and smell the fragrance of flowers.

The next chapter is over, and it should be published according to the usual update time (Friday morning), or it may be earlier, in short, when will it be written and when will it be posted, everyone~